I Cried Out
I cried out to the Lord,
He saw my many tears;
He calmed my raging spirit,
And chased away my ugly fears.
He gave me strength to keep going,
He gave me peace to get through the day;
He told me that He loved me,
And to wait quietly for His way.
God is good all the time,
And all the time He is good;
He always hears my prayers,
Even when His ways aren't understood.
When despair was filling my soul,
And the tears would not end;
God held me in His arms,
And, to my needs, He did attend.
The Lord sees me through the storms,
On Him I can always rely;
He keeps me covered in His love,
So my hope will never die.
Sandra
S.
Oidtman
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2023
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